Jack, you seen an' heerd same as me.' "'Sure.

I know the Ranger's cashed,' replied Blome.

'It's not that.

I'm sore, boys.' "'Deader 'n a door-nail in hell!' replied Pickens, louder, as he lifted his glass.

'Here's to Lone Star Steele's ghost! An' if I seen it this minnit I'd ask it to waltz with me!' "The back door swung violently, and Steele, huge as a giant, plunged through and leaped square in front of that table.
"Some one of them let out a strange, harsh cry.